After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Hearing the soft ringing of pearls and jade, the visitor swayed slightly, Nan Wang and Su Jiu'er both looked up.

The white skirt drags the floor, the silver gauze is lightly caged, the black hair is piled up into clouds, and two jade hairpins are inserted obliquely on it.

Su Jiu'er's eyes fell on her, and she couldn't move her eyes away for a moment.

She came forward, took out the robe in her hand and put it on Nan Wang, "Your Majesty, it's late at night, and it's very cold."

The voice was horrible, and it was completely different from her appearance.

Nan Wang patted her hand, "My concubine has a heart."

Turning around again, Concubine Yu had already turned her head and met Su Jiuer's eyes.

The two of them were in tacit understanding and did not make a sound, as if a stranger existed in each other's eyes.

Nanwang asked, "Aifei, do you recognize her?"

"The people brought by Uncle Wang are also from the Yan Kingdom."

"It is said that the medical skills are amazing, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Shen Yu was puzzled, looking at Su Jiu'er slowly turned to the long knife under her neck.

"Your Majesty, this is?"

Nanwang's tone was suddenly cold.

"You said, does this king believe her or not?"

Su Jiu'er was originally sure that Nan Wang would trust her and agree to her terms, but who would have thought that an "old friend" would jump out at this time, which was really unexpected.

He couldn't help but raise his emotions, and his eyes fell on Shen Yu, thinking about the outcome of tonight.

He thought King Qi killed Shen Yu secretly, but he didn't expect her to be exiled to the Southern Kingdom, and even became the favorite concubine of the Southern King.

Su Jiu'er thought to himself, Shen Yu was probably King Qi's bargaining chip and sent to King Nan to be a spy, right?
Could it be that letting the soldiers and horses of the Southern Kingdom pretend to attack the Northern Border Army was Shen Yu's pillow wind blowing to the Southern King at the order of King Qi?

Or, will Shen Yu ask Nan Wang to kill her tonight in order to avenge her personal revenge?

Countless thoughts jumped out of my mind, but my eyes fell on Shen Yu's jade lips, waiting for her to speak.

After staring at each other for a while, she finally heard her slowly say: "I have indeed heard of Miss Su's name in her boudoir. Since Uncle Wang has been looking for her so far, why don't you give it a try?"

Although her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, it sounded like heaven to Su Jiu'er.

Shen Yu was speaking for her, what a strange and wonderful thing!
Nanwang said again: "But she wants me to make her a promise in person."

Shen Yu didn't ask Su Jiu'er what the promise was, but instead said, "Nothing can compare to the King's eyes."

So yes, no big deal.

Then he said to Su Jiu'er, "Presumably Miss Su's promise will not threaten the country of Dao Nan, the people of Liming, right?"

Su Jiu'er nodded slightly, "This empress is absolutely right."

Nan Wang couldn't help lowering his eyes, his mind was about to move.

No one wanted to improve his eye disease more than him, Shen Yu's words woke him up.

If these eyes are blind, he will fall sooner or later.

As long as Xu's promise is not related to the family, country and the world, it doesn't matter to promise her one.

"Aji."

When the man heard the order, he put away the long knife, saluted and returned to the outside of the hall again.There were only three people left in the hall.

Su Jiuer and Shen Yu glanced at each other from time to time, the atmosphere was very delicate.

"After all, what do you want this king to do for you?" Nan Wang asked.

Su Jiuer shook her head. "There is no rush."

"I said that your eye disease has no solution in the world. This is indeed true."

"But I can intervene in its lesions and slow down your symptoms."

Nanwang was a little displeased, thinking that Su Jiuer was still playing tricks with him, and his expression was sullen, "Are you teasing me?"

Naturally, Su Jiu'er was not in the mood to joke with him at this time, so she just stepped forward and said, "Although this disease can be improved without medicine, I can use external force to make your vision no different from that of ordinary people."

"If King Nan agrees to make this deal with me, he must trust me, cooperate with my treatment, and meet all my material needs."

"How about a month?"

Nan Wang stared at her with squinted eyes, but he could only see Su Jiu'er's pale yellow figure in his eyes, and could not see his expression clearly.

He is obviously small in stature, but he speaks calmly, neither humble nor overbearing.

After a while, "Okay, I promise you."

"If it doesn't work, I'll teach you to die without a place to die."

Hearing that, Su Jiuer's back was covered with goosebumps.
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In this way, Su Jiuer lived in the Nanwang Palace.

She first prescribed a few mild medicines to nourish Nan Wang, and then painted and drew in the study room, drawing some things that Nan Wang could not understand.

They were all drawing circles, dots, lines and so on. I probably drew nearly a hundred sheets, and hung them up every night so that Nan Wang could sit a few steps away, pointing at them with a stick and asking, "Can you see this clearly?" "Does this have a double image?" "Can this converge into a single point?"

The distance and pattern are different every day.

It made Nan Wang cloudless.

This is therapy?

Su Jiu'er said, isn't it? This is to test his myopia degree.

Every day when the Southern King came down to court, Su Jiu'er would give him a test, and when he left, he would run into Shen Yu who came over.

Su Jiu'er looked at her and nodded, then left, always feeling a strange feeling that couldn't be explained.

For example, why did Shen Yu come to the southern country?What about her voice?If King Qi sent her to confuse King Nan, then this voice shouldn't be ruined like this.

Now Shen Yu probably has nothing to do with King Qi.

Everything in front of him was foggy, and Su Jiu'er had no thoughts, so he had better deal with Nan Wang's matter first, and then elaborated on his request with him.

On the seventh day of living in the palace, Su Jiuer asked the King of Nan to give her the privilege to go to the library to see all kinds of minerals produced in the South Kingdom.

These things should all be registered in the register and summarized very neatly. Su Jiuer only needs someone to take her to see it.

Although she didn't know what she was going to do, the Southern Kingdom was not much more peaceful than the Yan Kingdom. The Southern King was exhausted and could not take care of Su Jiu'er, so everything was left to her.
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That night.

Song Xingshi went to the black market to find out the news.

Chi curled up, sat behind the abandoned statue in the ruined temple, and turned his head to look outside the broken wall.

The man stood facing the moonlight, leaving only her dark and lonely back.

The scorching heat in July in the imperial capital was unbearably hot and dry, but here the moonlight was cold and the night breeze was slightly cool.

The reason why the difference in climate is so large is that it is almost at the border of the Yan Kingdom, and further ahead is the city of Kaer, which is located in the northern border.

I still remember the first time I saw Su Jiu'er was in July last year.

The moonlight cast a layer of silver frost on his face, making his emaciated face even colder, and those dark pupils were as silent as a pool of stagnant water.

After standing still for a while, Yan Yunxiao slowly sat down against the broken wall, rolled up his sleeves, revealing the dense scars on his arms.

He seemed to be used to it, a sharp stone came out of nowhere with his right hand, and a red mark was slowly drawn on his smooth arm.

When the stone is grinding, the pain is dull and slow.In this way, he diffused the torment in his heart.

The stone scratched hundreds of times back and forth on the arm, the outer skin was scraped and turned up, and finally, a little scarlet emerged like plum blossoms, blooming one by one.

Yan Yunxiao stared at the mottled bloodstains obsessively, and chuckled lightly in a miserable, ridiculous voice that sounded horrifying.